And then THE CREATOR awoke. THE CREATOR acted fast and began to build. But dreams fade fast and details blur. THE CREATOR finished and saw what was. And before THE CREATOR rested, remembered that a piece of itself existence was required. But which piece? And where to place it. THE CREATOR was growing weary and angry for not recalling every detail. So impatiently THE CREATOR took a piece of it’s heart, mind, breath, blood and various other odds and ends. And blew them across the world as seeds blown by the wind. As the seeds landed all the known creatures and races sprouted. The living rose and spread to populate the world. Many unknown beings still lie in dormant as well, waiting for the right time to bloom. THE CREATOR was concerned. This new plane was not perfect. THE CREATOR was displeased. So THE CREATOR observed for lifetimes. Empires came and went. Civilizations rose and fell. Races were born and ceased to exist. Eventually THE CREATOR realized that in order to resolve the unresolvable The Outer Planes and The Material Plane must connect so that perfection can be achieved. Yet each time THE CREATOR attempt to join parts of the planes the fabric of reality strained and threaten to destroy itself. So THE CREATOR made The Inner Planes , six planes composed of the basic building blocks of reality. The Elemental Planes of Air, Earth, Fire and Water and The Energy Planes of Positive and Negative Energy . Acting as the emulsifier for The Great Beyond the reality mixed and stabilized reality. Perfect was achieved. The dead travel to The Outer Planes to find rest and the gods could influence The Material Plane and find some peace and victory or satisfy their own egotistical desires. The alignments bled into the mortal world. But life existed. Balanced and beautiful. THE CREATOR was ready to rest but could not. A small and faint cry was heard
